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Harry Potter and the Barracuda Lady

So I'm up way too early on my day off, since I have to go in way to early to drop my boss' pager off since it wanted to come home with me.

Yeah, pagers follow me around like stray cats, orphans, and ACORN fundraisers.

So anyway, I open up my email, and see in Salon a tidbit on on Palin's goodbye speech. -

Oh, yeah. She's telling the media to stop making stuff up. For the sake of soldiers.

Now, we've all been trying to think of who she reminds us of. For some reason, many people, including pesky journalists, mentioned porny-esque librarian fantasies.

Why, I don't know. She never seemed smart enough to be a librarian, and a most librarians I know don't want to ban books. Many probably wanted high-powered rifles with silencers and flash supressors to deal with those damn kids talking over by the magazine rack, AGAIN. But few seemed Palinesque.

And honestly, never thought Palin was hot. I mean, being an arch conservative doesn't preclude hotness, but something about any arch-political mindset cools the fires of hotness.

So I was reading this tidbit and I realized who Palin is.

Dolores Umbridge with a glamour spell and an ambitious streak.
 

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